Partaking of the gifts of grace,
where each indulgence we release,
leaving no trace of love’s embrace,
we flow thus with nonchalant ease.
We have an unfair advantage,
being charged with bliss magnetism,
so we are free though in this cage,
of illumined mind-body prism.
As God’s child, each wish is fulfilled,
provided of course heart be pure
and the fertile soul of love tilled.
Our vibrant persona demure,
we seek nothing and yet we know,
divine entwined we are secure.
I am beginning to understand
Why when it comes to some
things in life
A referees is deemed to be required
to preside over proceedings
So neither party gets to bend the
rule's or gain an unfair advantage
Problem is if that referee is human
and not a computer
Unwittingly they will also be biased and
prejudice as every human is
And it's then left up to there own
individual interpretation of the rules
As apposed to if the referee is a
computer
Which basis all it's answers and
decisions on something logical
As 2 simply yes or no
Because human beings are far more
complex
And require a multiple choice of
options
Like yes , no , emotions , feeling
all or none of the above
Down to do I tick or place an x
And should it be in a circle or a box
Until we eventually come to the point
where all we can think is
Sorry I've lost my train of thought
Please just remind me what was the
question you asked me again was
and my options are
I said I was going to make myself
a cup of coffee
Did you want one as well
You then answered yes
So I said
Do you have
Or
Don't you want
Milk and sugar
In yours
Pleasant sunshine and the pure air restored me.
I considered believing.
I had been to hasty.
I was a fool exposed.
I ought have familiarised myself.
Prepared for my approach.
My errors after much consideration i resolved.
Seek thoughts calmed in the afternoon.
Fever of my blood did not allow peaceful dreams. Exhausted well-known path at peace. Sun mounted high i trembled violently.
The inside was dark.
I heard the agony of this suspense.
I did not understand the meaning.
Consider the produce of your garden.
I do not wish unfair advantage.
I beg determination.
It is utterly useless the greatest danger.
Circumstance.
Never recover reason.
Let me fly from this place.
I trembled violently and then departed.
Silently, the years go by.
Secretly you start to die.
Unknown even to yourself.
You weren't so safe up on that shelf.
Sooner or later things do change.
Inside you start to feel so strange.
You cannot seem to shake the feeling.
You realize this time there's no healing.
Your dreams begin to fade forever.
As you understand the twelfth of never.
But hope lives strong enough today.
To give you strength to make your way.
A mystic mayhem made the rules.
With no regard for a game of fools.
Unfair advantage to call your bluff.
It decides when enough's enough.
Not Be Another
No matter what may be Patriot's Play scheme,
None if it ever would spoil Seahawk's dream
And what appears to me to be amazing
Is having a football that people were hazing.
What unpleasant things to a football could you do?
Making it take a bounce not known to be true,
Or suppose something to football you applied
Which made ball slick after it had dried.
How about discovering a doctored up baseball;
Started to curve and then downward would fall,
After surface someone started to scratch;
Maybe for me they might make up a batch.
What if my basketball was underinflated?
And for a while longer we all had waited;
Ball now was much narrower each shot I took
Even if a free throw or could be a hook.
Who me my friend have an unfair advantage;
To my cruddy character apply a long bandage.
And when in Super Bowl, Series or World Cup,
Should never again be another cover up.
James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran
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Tennis in the wind
An audience like fans to the trees
Serves an unfair advantage
Ole’ Humpty Dumpty, is in a ridiculous scramble
Out of the eggshell, and into a scandal
After sitting so high on the throne of conceit
His place in the government, now heads for defeat!
Convinced that sweet Alice, with her wiggling hips
Was too willing a partner, ...he will not admit
Of his unfair advantage, while his staff listened at doors
And heard goings on from the governor's mall
While forgetting his family, no conscience at all!
Teetering, he sat in his delicate shell
Bragging and flaunting, ….and that wasn’t all!
Till he fell into the vat of a chemical spill
While wishing to fire, those spies that will tell
Stones built without mortar, out of rocks that would crumble
He tumbled and spiraled down into the mud
His life flashed before him, like other flashers before
Like Arnold, the hound dog, that thespian fox
And Edwards, still bruised from a cradle that rocked
Now all the kings’ horses, and all the kings’ men
Wondered if Humpty can climb up again
But they rode off like thunder, they won’t be caught under
The waves of a scandal….if he blunders again!!
________________________________________________________
herKidster, Billy is breaking up with PD.
Things were going very well until PD
made it clear to herKidster that PD is a she.
Now PD has an unfair advantage on me.
If I get too rough PD crys like a big cry baby,
"That was over the line Kidster. You really hurt me,"
then theKidster falls apart feeling very guilty.
I would never hurt a woman intentionally.
Well, it's been fun my little poet destroyer PD.
You should have never revealed that you were a woman to me,
but we can always continue to be friends, there's just one down side you see,
now all of your followers that I gave to you are all gonna flock back to me.
Now PD's gonna lose all of PD's popularity.
Goodbye my little poet destroyer PD.
Forever yourKidster, Wild Billy
I'm Mortimer Monkey! My devilish side
will jump on the back of the elephant's hide!
I'll take unfair advantage
Even taking bringing my baggage!
While this jumbo sized taxi....gives me a ride!!
Seeing you all glistening wet
from your nice, long hot shower,
Makes things tight in my lower stomach
and frustrated that you have that power.
One minute, I can be mad.
The next second see you dripping wet.
You did this on purpose so I'd no longer
be irritated and to make me forget.
Eye candy is what you are,
you know it works every time.
Seeing you all sexy and clean
and knowing you are mine.
Unfair advantage is what you play.
But I'm no longer mad at you.
It's the quickest way to calm me down,
and it's something you always knew.
Have no fear your time will come,
And turnabout is fair play.
I'll save my wrath for you
and use it another day.
You look too sexy for me
to stay mad at you for long.
Lucky for you, a naked, sexy
wet man makes me less strong.
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